Mortals in thousands of miles of rivers and mountains were noisy very fast. Hundreds of people spoke at the same time. Wei Yuan couldn't stand it after listening for a while. It was almost like listening to thousands of nails grabbing a porcelain vase at the same time.
However, there is still something in the quarrel. For example, Wei Yuan now knows that the ice glass tree is actually a tea tree...
Wei Yuan originally did not intend to interfere with the lives of mortals in Taoism, but the two groups of believers quarreled endlessly, and Wei Yuan was not allowed to send a message to order them to shut up.
After thinking about it, I finally became calm.
Wei Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at the mountains and rivers. He found that the laurel fairy tree and the ice glass sacred tree were far away from each other, each occupying one side. There was a lot of fertile soil under the ice glass sacred tree, and believers continued to transport the soil over it.
It is getting higher and higher, and its momentum has already surpassed that of the laurel fairy tree.
At this time, the ice glass sacred tree had fully revived and had sprouted several new branches with dozens of leaves hanging on them. Wei Yuan couldn't help but pay more attention to its leaves.
The ice glass sacred tree immediately swayed, and two leaves fell off and flew to Wei Yuan's hand. The laurel fairy tree was not to be outdone, and two light red osmanthus flowers flew from afar and fell into Wei Yuan's hand.
After a while, Wei Yuan sat opposite Cui Yu in the study. A cup of tea was placed in front of Cui Yu, and the fresh cinnamon fragrance filled the room.
Wei Yuan smiled and said: "I just got some good tea. You should give it a try. It should be of some benefit to Daoji."
Cui Yu picked up the tea cup, his hands were cold, and his entire palm was instantly covered with a layer of frost. Even with his cultivation level, his whole body trembled. The strange thing was that despite the bone-chilling cold, the tea in the cup was still clear, even with a little ice.
There is no scum.
In the tea cup was a blue leaf and a small light red flower. Cui Yu recognized the small light red flower. After all, Wei Yuan's laurel fairy tree was no secret. He didn't know what the blue ice leaf was, but he knew it at a glance.
The grade is not lower than that of laurel.
Cui Yu raised his head and drank all the tea in the cup, then froze in place. A line of ice appeared in his throat, all the way down. In the blink of an eye, his whole body was covered with a layer of frost!
Wei Yuan observed Cui Yu's aura and did not interfere.
Cui Yu's aura dropped sharply at first, and then began to rise from the trough after a while. The impurities in his Tao power were significantly reduced, and there was a little more icy air.
Cui Yu's face turned red again, and the frost all over his body melted away. He let out a long breath and said: "What a domineering immortal power, it almost turned my Daoji into an ice sword!"
"Have you become an immortal?" Wei Yuan asked.
"It's still a little bit worse, but the improvement is already obvious. As for the last point, it doesn't matter if you can't pass it." Cui Yu said.
"Can I have another drink?"
Cui Yu waved his hands repeatedly: "No, it's already reached the top! Drinking any more will have no effect. It's just a waste of immortality."
Wei Yuan did not expect that the mortals in Daoji would quarrel and reveal another use of the ice glass sacred tree. Moreover, the ice glass sacred tree and the laurel fairy tree are actually very similar. Both are Yin, and the platinum moonlight of the laurel is also extremely cold.
The two are paired together, and the medicinal properties stimulate each other, and they are actually so strong that they can purify the foundation of Taoism.
Next, Cui Yu wanted to practice quickly to stabilize his Taoist foundation, so he said goodbye and left.
After sending Cui Yu away, Wei Yuan sealed the remaining ice leaf and sweet-scented osmanthus into a box, then called a monk in and ordered them to be delivered to the northern mountain gate and handed over to Zhang Sheng.
There was still some time before dawn, and Wei Yuan wanted to hear what these mortals were saying. Tens of thousands of spiritual mortals gathered together, and the changes that occurred were already somewhat beyond Wei Yuan's expectations.
As soon as Wei Yuan's consciousness moved, he heard countless voices, and many of these voices spoke directly to him.
"Master Immortal, the person on my left just scolded you secretly."
"The leader stole the offerings given to you, I saw it with my own eyes!"
"Some people question the authenticity of your cave. He says that the spiritual plants growing in the ground are all fake."
"Master Immortal, the guy in front of me is scolding you in his heart!"
The more Wei Yuan listened, the more speechless he became, so he entered the mountains and rivers with his spiritual consciousness, looked down beyond the sky, and saw hundreds of people worshiping and praying in front of his statue of the immortal.
There are many sacrifices placed on the altar table in front of the immortal statue, including fairy fruits, vegetables, cattle and sheep. However, all the sacrifices placed on the table have the true meaning of the tripod, and they are obviously made of stones from thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.
Wei Yuan frowned slightly. He originally thought that these people would stay quietly like those Daoji puppet warriors. Anyway, as long as he did not die, the spiritual beings in the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains would basically be immortal.
Regardless of whether the girl is spiritual or not, the girl Yin Yang basically stands still. However, after other spiritual dragon guards and Daoji warriors appear around her, there are no living creatures within a hundred feet around her, and they cannot be seen from three feet away.
her existence.
The three Dragon Guards and several Kaihui Taoist priests stood motionless even though they had nothing to do.
Wei Yuan originally thought that these spiritual mortals were just smart puppets and ornaments that would not move until he gave instructions. But now it seems that these mortals obviously have their own ideas and their actions are gradually starting to be outrageous.
Wei Yuan inspected other places and found hundreds of people carrying stones to build a new statue of the god.
Wei Yuan felt a headache. There were tens of thousands of people in total, and now he had more than a dozen worshippers. Was he trying to force himself to practice the incense and fire religion?
At this time, Wei Yuan noticed that the hundreds of people who were repairing the statues had different divisions of labor. Some were moving stones, some were handling stones, and one person was giving instructions with a blueprint in his hand.
Already have paper? Wei Yuan scanned it with his spiritual consciousness and found that the paper still contained the true meaning of the tripod, but it was flat and soft and could be rolled into a ball. There was an unfinished statue of the god drawn on the paper, which was a giant jade toad.
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Wei Yuan silently withdrew from Wanli Heshan.
In the early morning, a letter was placed in front of Wei Yuan. Also delivered with the letter was a box containing thirty thousand taels of immortal silver. After reading the letter, Wei Yuan went to the prison and came to Xu Chunyuan.
Xu Chunyuan smiled bitterly: "Master Wei is here to visit me personally. I will probably die today."
"Elder Xu is still very valuable. If someone buys it for 30,000 yuan, you won't be able to get it back."
After a while, Wei Yuan came out of the prison, and there were twenty more fortunes from heaven and earth in the Daoji. The gifts from heaven and earth were divided equally among the spiritual plants. The newly sprouted Langya sacred tree and four fairy orchids grabbed the gifts from heaven and earth without any doubt.
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A month passed in the blink of an eye, and most of the 300,000 captives became criminals, and 30,000 of them signed a blood contract and became soldiers. All the refugees arrived in Qingming, and now the refugees all start as soldiers.
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At this time, the fourth phase of the Daoji class has completed the first attempt to cast the foundation. Four out of the five hundred people in the Cui family succeeded, five out of the two hundred monks in the realm, and thirty out of the eight hundred Dao soldiers.
The success rate of casting the foundation has exceeded the normal level.
However, in Wei Yuan's eyes, the success rate is still a bit low. After this round, the remaining people should recognize the fact that they have no talent and practice honestly according to the Daoji template. No matter how bad the Daoji monks are, they will
Dao foundation is stronger than those who cannot build Dao foundation in their lifetime.
The overall quality of the Taoist soldiers in Taichu Palace is still a bit higher than that of ordinary monks, and they have fought life and death on the battlefield, so their foundation is much better than other monks. However, Taichu Palace basically believes that these people cannot build Taoist foundations, otherwise
Nor will it be given to Wei Yuan.
In the next month, we will teach different Taoist templates according to different body constitutions, and then practice accordingly. After practicing this way for a month, you can try again.
In one month, the new fields were finally opened to one million acres, and all were sown, which made Wei Yuan feel a little more at ease. As the fields were opened, the rotten water in the Qingming Realm Stone gradually became thinner, the green water gradually increased, and Jiamu grew mysterious.
The strength gradually recovered.
At this time, the standing army expanded to 40,000, and the army and civilian troops numbered 150,000, all equipped with basic muskets.
But what Wei Yuan didn't know was that while he was working hard to develop, the sentence "The Xu family's dharma and appearances are all rubbish" had already spread, and the spread was much faster and wider than Wei Yuan thought.
Much.
All of a sudden, the Immortal Sect, high-ranking families, and royal families all knew that there was such a person. Although he was a Taoist priest, he openly regarded the entire family's Dharma as if it were nothing.
Although Wei Yuan did not target them, although there were differences between the Seven Surnames and Thirteen Hopes, their strength was generally at the same level. Xianzong and Dongtian did not feel that they were much stronger than the Xu family, and they were basically at the same level.
Especially after Xu Wangu, the ancestor of the Xu family, defeated Pei Tinghai and returned to his youth, the evaluation of the Xu family by all the major forces rose by half a level. Although I heard that Xu Wangu was in some trouble and was currently hiding in the cave and unable to walk in the world. But
As long as there is no lifespan crisis now, any kind of troubles may be solved in the long years to come.
When a knowledgeable person hears this, he can tell at a glance that Wei Yuan is using the hatred with the Xu family to support his invincibility. Although this method of building power is a bit extreme, it is more like committing suicide out of control.
However, every school and sect has no shortage of geniuses who can cultivate invincibility, but most of their methods of cultivating invincibility are at the same level. There is no one like Wei Yuan who can directly surpass a higher level to challenge everyone.
Therefore, all of a sudden, countless young and energetic geniuses were eyeing Wei Yuan and wanted to spar with him. This was something Wei Yuan had never expected before he told the Xu family.
At this time, Wei Yuan was only concentrating on development, and he did not know that the outside world was already full of storms.
Chapter completed!